I will die the day I want to die

Xie Ming is much prettier than his brother.

This is from the bottom of my heart, really.

Although Xie Ji is my favorite, his sister's face is much prettier than his, and the exact same face is also prettier than him!

Smoking addiction again.

The posthumous photo of Xie Ming was taken when I was traveling with them.

Touch the pocket, only sugar.

I glanced around, Li Si was standing by Xie Ji's side, with a sad face, looking very sad.

I couldn't help stretching out my hand and shaking it in front of his eyes, wanting to ask him if he had any cigarettes, but before I could open my mouth, Xie Ji slapped me.

The pumping force was too strong, I was thinking about the pain in my throat, so he slapped me and fell out.

"Hiss..." With a low cry, I subconsciously stretched out my hand to wipe my bleeding mouth. The pain in my throat was so painful that I didn't feel uncomfortable. When I raised my eyes, they were filled with water.

"What's wrong with you? You were so indifferent at Xie Ming's funeral?!" Xie Ji said with a cold face.

I gritted my teeth, blinked my eyes, let the things in my eyes go, and said with a grin: "Please - you are responsible for your sister jumping off the building? Why can you blame me with peace of mind?" superior?"

"Isn't it you... who came to love me first?"

"Why did you let Xie Ming replace you when I fell in love with you? If I love you, I have to love Xie Ming? Why did she die? Because you were with me, because you were with me, because you... ..."

Hey.

He slapped me again, taking my thoughts away.

Where did I just say that?

It hurts.

God knows how this broken hospital has such a predestined relationship with Lao Tzu.

"I'm disfigured, doctor."

I am handsome and beautiful, no, I used the wrong word, I can still see people's faces, but now I can't see people.

"..." The doctor looked familiar, but still smiled, looking at me, I always felt that he was laughing at me.

"Can it be cured? If it can't be cured, I will go to the opposite plastic surgery hospital."

The doctor pursed his lips again, picked up his pen from his pocket, and drew a few words on the paper. Anyway, I didn't understand, so I heard him say when I was about to ask: "Yun Shu, you are still so interesting."

"?" Do you know him?

The doctor handed over the written form and said with a smile: "It's only right that I don't know you. I'm your junior... At that time, I often watched you preside over meetings, but I didn't dare to talk to you."

"I'm a student of design, so I can't compete with a doctor like you."

"...I went abroad to change my major in my sophomore year."

"Okay, junior, I'm out of shape."

"..."

"There is no disfigurement."

"Last time I saw you running out with medicine and was going to say hello to you, but you ran into you and ignored me..."

"It's really not disfigured, I'll rub the medicine on you now."

This student has a lot to say.

Fortunately, I didn't lose my face.

"Senior?"

"what?"

"...Fortunately, it's not broken."

"I look good even if I'm disfigured!"

"Yes."

The doctor laughed again.

What kind of silly student is this.

I thought about it, took out all the candy in my pocket and put it in his hand.

"Here, this is a reward for getting to know me."